gentle touch

It was late in the evening when the young female was roaming the territory. She was slowly exploring and learning the lay of the land, perhaps just allowing her paws to go wherever rather than actually paying attention to her surroundings. Her steps were casual, not making an attempt to hide or make her presence known to whoever may be lingering. Head held at shoulder level to allow her lavender-hued gaze to stare ahead, tail swinging with the sway of her hips. She was lost in her own little world, many things flying through her mind but unable to actually focus on just one.

The gentle touch of drizzling rain would finally catch her attention. Paws came to a stop and she would cast her head to the sky, eyes squinting with the droplets against her face. The sky had darkened considerably since earlier, the sun making its way towards the horizon as well as the greyed clouds filled with rain. It didn't bother her though if anything it brought a relief to the young female. She closed her eyes and took in a long breath, ears angling out and body relaxing as she allowed it to clear her senses. It was one of her favourite things, to just sit and listen to the rain. Preferably at night with a low rumble of thunder.